AUTHOR'S NOTE: You guys are really going crazy over this story. Makes me happy to know that. I kind of wonder if all the people following and favoriting it are still reading it...I never get reviews from those guys. Makes me feel unappreciated. I'm kidding, but seriously, I would love if you guys would review as much as possible. It tells me what I'm doing wrong and what you guys would like to see.

HOW LONG'S IT BEEN? A MONTH? ALMOST? JEEZ, I'M SO SORRY.

UPDATES ON OTHER STORIES I'M WRITING:

We just found out that Sara in "Where My Demons Hide" is actually Sara Queen. That would explain her prowess with the bow and arrow. Well, she decided to once again become the heroine "Huntress" in order to help Batman take down Two-Face. Green Arrow is accompanying them. I wonder what will go down. (NOT REALLY, I'M THE ONE WRITING IT! HAHA!)

Felix: And she updated her avatar once again, and I am the main person in it!

Toby: Hey, I'm in there too!

Felix: You're popping up over my shoulder and pointing at me.

Toby: I'm in there.

Me: And those are my real-life muses, Felix Kjellberg and Toby Turner. If you guys wonder what they look like, check out my avatar. (Felix is very attractive)

Toby: HEY!

Me: You too, Toby, you too.

P.S. I have recently fallen in love with ANOTHER Youtuber, Charlie McDonnell. I love that guy. He's adorable. And for all I know, he will slowly integrate his way into my sub-conscience and then I'll have yet another accented man running around my brain.

Toby is American, Felix is Swedish, and Charlie is English, for those who don't know who they are. You should, though.

ON WITH IT.


(Why don't we start with a fourth-wall reference?)

Oh, you're back. When you left off, Skulker had just arrived, and had made a threat something like, "I will have your skin hanging on my wall, you whelp!" There you go.

"Who's he?" Clark asks, pulling Lois closer to him, earning him a glare.

"That's Skulker, the second most annoying ghost to ever exist. He is obsessed with catching me and hanging my pelt on his wall."

"That's disgusting."

"You said it."

I change into Phantom, some people gasping in surprise. I really don't know why, didn't we clarify that I was Phantom. Jeez, some people are slow. I push some hair out my eyes, and look to see Clark already in his Superman attire once again.

"Clark, ghosts are different than the guys you usually fight," I warn him. They are. Clark will have no idea what he's doing. Like I said earlier, ghosts are special. They require special means of resistance, just as I would have no idea how to fight one of Superman's enemies.

"You," Skulker points are Clark then checks his wrist, "are not human."

"Thanks for pointing that out, metal head," Supes flies up to land an epic uppercut right on Skulker's chin, but unfortunately only hits air. Skulker had gone intangible and invisible appearing a few feet away from Superman, who is now somewhat irritated.

"Whatever, you are, you obviously don't know how to fight a ghost," Skulker points out, then fires a green ray at Superman, who falls to the ground and doesn't rise, which worries me.

"Hey, you don't hurt my friends," I grumble and and fly as fast I can, catching Skulker off guard, and landing a punch in his gut. He is not fazed.

"What?" I mumble.

"Whelp! I've gotten a few upgrades, courtesy of our president Luthor!" Skulker spins the air, roundhouse kicking me into the crowd. Thank the Lord I didn't hit anyone. They help me up, and I realize "they" are my friends. Sam smiles at me and shoves a thermos into my hands.

"You get him, Danny. Who cares if he's better now, you will always be better than him," she kisses me on the cheek and I blush, and Tucker snickers. I strap the thermos onto my back and fly up to Skulker.

"You know, Skulker, you are really starting to get on my nerves. You hit my friend, and he still...hasn't gotten...up?" I look at Superman who has a small crowd of people around him. He's groaning, but at least he's still alive.

"Oh, yes, ghost child. That one was provided to me by Luthor himself. The ray is infused with kryptonite energy. It blasts him with the power of the unearthly rock that can so easily kill him. I like it."

"You sick abomination." I hiss, my clenched fists glowing green.

"Says the half-human, half-human freak of nature," Skulker smiles like a madman, knowing he's hit a nerve, preying upon my insecurity. I clench my teeth, waiting for the right moment to attack. But how? The guy is invincible, and I can't use the Wail, there's far too many people here. Maybe I could catch him off guard and stick him into the thermos. I don't know.

I HAVE AN IDEA. It'll probably be the most fun I've have ever done, too. Well, after sneaking into the girls' locker room.

I turn invisible, and fly up slowly behind Skulker. Just as I planned, he turns around, his sensors picking me up.

"Ghost child, you know I can-OH!" Skulker falls to the ground.

"You enjoy that nap, Skulker, courtesy of MY ultimate nut-shot," I fistpump, "YES." I fire the thermos at Skulker, leaving the echoes of his groaning. Skulker may have had upgraded armor, but no man, or male ghost for that matter, can take a shot to the nuts. (A/N: Now, normally I would've said "groin", but Danny is a fourteen year old MALE. He would definitely say "nuts". You can't deny that.)

"Lois!" I turn to find that Lois has disappeared. I fly down to Superman, who seems to be in worse condition than before. The shot was one that stays behind, spreading throughout his body and killing him slowly. We've got to get Supes some UV rays. The hospital! Lois is patting his stomach, whispering things to him.

"Lois I've got to take him to the hospital and get him under UV rays," I tell her gently. She looks like she doesn't want to be disturbed but reacts to my voice. She turns to looks at me, and her cheeks are glistening.

"Okay," she says mumbles in defeat and scoots away from Clark, who has passed out. I pick him up, just like I did Lois, and fly low over the crowd. The hospital is a couple blocks away and I get there fast. I land outside the building, and nudge the doors open with my shoulder. Some people yelp at the sight of me holding a humongous Superman in my arms.

"Phantom?" a doctor asks incredulously.

"He needs UV radiation, stat," I order, and the doctor nods and waves at me to follow him. We have to wait in an elevator to go up to the third floor. That was awkward, and the only thing to be heard was the sound of Superman's labored breathing.

In the room he takes me to, there an examination table and a wave emitter above it, I lay Superman down on the table, and his feet are just inches away from the side edge of it. He's almost too big. The doctor walks over to the side of the room to a control panel, punches in a few numbers and flips a switch. A whirring sound, then the emitter turns on. A bright light comes from the red coils inside, and the doctor and I shield our eyes.

"I turned it on its highest setting, so it shouldn't take but a few minutes." We sit and slowly wait for Superman's color to return to normal, from that sickly shade of green. The anxiety is killer.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Superman groans and sits up. He coughs and looks around at as.

"Where's Lois?" is the first thing out of his mouth. He hasn't even opened his eyes yet. Typical.

"She's probably on her way here, calm yourself big guy," I say, pushing him back down onto the exam table and under the UV radiation again. He sighs.

I grab the thermos still strapped on my back and shake it a little.

"You still in there, 'Ghost Zone's Greatest Hunter'?" I think I hear a little growl from the inside, so I stick it back where it was on my back and give my attention to Superman.

"He was hit with quite a lot of kryptonite energy. I'm surprised he's not dead. Whatever hit him sure packed some punch. If it's enough to deteriorate him to this level, that is," the doctor says, turning the radiator down a little bit. I look to Superman. He still doesn't look too well, but at least his color has returned to normal.

"I...I'm fine. I need to find Lois. And Danny? Are you alright?" The guy looks at me. It makes me feel special to know that I am on the same level of caring as Lois. That's just...Oh, I don't know. Makes me feel appreciated. You know that feeling?

I don't.

"I'm okay, Clark. You, however, need to rest," I say, walking over to him. He tries to sit up, and gives me a look that's just so pleading, I let him. It's crazy to think that I just met him this morning. Wow, what time is it?! Five 'o' clock?! It's been a while since I got out from school. Good thing it's Friday, and I won't have to wake up early tomorrow. If I even get any sleep at all.

"I have to find Lois, Danny. You understand. This Sam girl. You would want to find her." Superman says, "I know you would."

He's right. If I had no idea where Sam was and the government was after her, I would want to be by her side to make sure they couldn't.

"Okay, I'll let you go...But I'm coming with you," I tell him, and I'm not taking no for an answer.

Our agenda is full at the moment. Superman and I have a date at the White House.


AUTHOR'S NOTE: Don't know if you guys can tell, but I have no idea what I'm going to write before I write it. It comes as a surprise to even me. Except right now I have an idea what I want to happen in the next few chapters, and let me tell you, I'm going to have to do some DC Comics research for this one.